growing a boy

My boy Liam must be in training to become a big boy. He's been sleeping like a champ, and eating almost as much as Owen. This morning for breakfast he had a bowl of oatmeal with blueberries (which turns the oatmeal purple in case you were wondering what color his oatmeal is compared to Owen); two slices of cheese, a cup of OJ, half of my breakfast cereal, and a sippy cup of milk. That was all at one sitting! He's been down for a nap now for more than two hours, he must know that in two weeks he'll be two years old and ... a ... big boy!